sparks and glimpses

Monthly Archives: June 2011

I have fallen in love my new garden. The heat clings to the leaves after a hot day, and I could sit there all night and listen to the earth breathe.

The sweet fragrance of strawberries scents the air and a hedgehog hugs the soft grass. One of these days I’m going to fill it with every set of twinkle lights I have (yes, it is a serious collection), and have a Midsummer’s garden party.

Sam looked at him unhappily. “It all depends on what you want,” put in Merry. “You can trust us to stick to you through thick and thin – to the bitter end. And you can trust us to keep any secret of yours- closer than you keep it yourself. But you cannot trust us to let you face trouble alone, and go off without a word. We are you friends, Frodo. Anyway: there it is…. We are horribly afraid – but we are coming with you; or following you like hounds.”

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(Erestor) “This is the path of despair. Of folly I would say, if the wisdom of Elrond did not forbid me.”

“Despair or folly?” said Gandalf. “It is not despair, for despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not. It is wisdom to recognize necessity, when all other courses have been weighed, though as folly it may appear to those who cling to false hope. Well, let folly be our cloak, a veil before the eyes of the Enemy! For he is very wise, and weighs all things to a nicety in the scales of his malice. But the only measure that he knows is desire, desire for power; and so he judges all hearts. Into his heart the thought will not enter that any will refuse it, that having the Ring we may seek to destroy it. If we seek this, we shall put him out of reckoning.”